Blood Moon
The plump low hangers the perfect pendulum to time their moans, groans, and guttural roars as they entered a lust filled frenzy. they truly became like beasts; words had lost their meaning into their rut.
Bet Over Football
From this new advantage point he could exert a better speed, and being comfortable too, with one of his paws going for the low-hangers he could feel pressing against his chin, the other going to grab the hefty knot.
Emergency Call
He moaned, and he felt his lover doing the same from the vibrations around his cock, then again once he pulled and thrust another time; he built a pace, neither fast nor slow, just a calm face-fucking, his low hangers smacking against the otter's chin and
Clopper's Journey -- Chapter 2
Must be a bit of a mind-fuck and a hard pill to swallow, going from having big low hangers to having just a smooth patch of skin down there." "nothing you can't handle, i trust?" the horse asked, beginning to grow bored of the conversation.
Givin' in...
He assured... slowly that big black and white paw reached in cupping those hefty low hangers. "now i know, you think that horn of yours is going to keep you from suffering any permanent damaged."
Released... Charn finds a surprisingly willing stud to play with...
"wow what nice fat, low hangers they are!" charn purred as he strokes his own cock, pre-cum gleaming crystalline at the tip! "go on and stretch them down nice and low... ahahaa yes good boi."
Malapar and Friend
He fondled the bull's melon-sized low hangers, loving when they lifted towards mal's cock to feed it more precum that trickled down his throat. "stop....stop!"
Trust and Instinct
He felt his cock twitching to life, that low hanger getting ever stiffer. gohan frowned, and looked his father straight in the eyes - trying to ignore his dad's thick piece of meat to the best of his ability. "for food, father."
The Sender
His eyes closed in sheer pleasure as his tongue got to work lapping at my low hangers. i whistled under my breath and encouraged, "there's a pretty wolf. you clean those up good for me, yeah?"
Party of Five: Chapter Fourteen
Braynt looked up to see his low hangers were resting on his chest, and pulled down with his right arm. nothing happened. he pulled again, 'ping' it snapped. "use your right arm to help pull down with your left arm." pansy instructed. "uummmmph!"
Bunkbed
Behind it were two low hangers that were clearly filled to the brim with spunk. the entire thing smelled of pure masculine musk that drove henry's brain wild. he found himself pressing his nose against it and taking a deep breath. it was intoxicating.
Study Session
Complete with a fat pair of low hangers swinging between his thighs. not that he held a candle to monroe's monstrous endowment, but it was still nothing to scoff at.